Here's one from the archives. He was such a silly rat when he was younger.
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Here's one from the archives. He was such a silly rat when he was younger.
This boy certainly loves his tissue boxes!
I put some boxes on the table and they are most pleased.
Here’s a very sleepy picture of Bauldr and Odin
Excerpt from "Bauldr's Tears" Book III
A chain—heavy, rugged and wet—slithered across the surface of uneven stone.
A terrible shiver raced through her blood.
And suddenly, as if a curtain had drawn back, she could see him.
He sprawled in crucifix, feet toward her, on a broad slab of stone. His feet were bare, but he had torn black trousers and a ripped, ragged, long-sleeved black shirt that lay open, exposing the whole of his muscled, pale chest—the skin of which had blistered and broken. Shackles gripped his ankles, and their short chains bit into the cave floor. His arms, pulled out to either side of him by suspended chains, hung just inches above the stone. His fists glistened with blood.
And his head, half in shadow, rested back against a pillow of rock.
His face was white, his lips gray. Straight ebony hair stuck in strands to his head and neck with sweat.
And his eyes burnt like red coals—no pupil.
They burnt a hole straight through Marina.
“Well,” he said hoarsely—and the small comment resounded like clanking metal. “If it isn’t Bird’s little pet.” And a smile flickered across his marble features like a dying candle. Blood showed on his lips and teeth. He had bitten himself.
Marina instantly recognized his voice.
“Loki,” she breathed, stunned.
Star the adventure here: http://www.amazon.com/Bauldrs-Tears-Alydia-Rackham-ebook/dp/B00GM9ANQ4/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1387591447&sr=8-1&keywords=Bauldr%27s+Tears
Book One of the Adventure... When young, solitary archaeologist Marina Feroe meets a beautiful young man with an interest in Norse myths, she believes her life has turned for the better. But the last thing she expects, when she sneaks after him into the woods one night, is that he is actually Bauldr, son of Odin—and she has followed him into Asgard. The Norse gods are real. Only—they are not gods. They are long-living, magical, powerful mortals called Aesir. And danger approaches one of them. Bauldr has been having nightmares that his death is imminent. His mother has cast protective spells, but he does not believe they are enough—so he entrusts Marina with a secret: should he die, she must search out five stones that he calls his “tears,” and retrieve his body from Hel, the black-garbed mistress of death, and he will be resurrected. Days later, winter suddenly descends on Earth. Bauldr has been killed. Marina is the only one who knows how to bring him back—but to do so she must travel all through Midgard, with Hel’s wolves on her heels. She has no choice but to bargain help from the only Aesir who will listen: Loki, the Mischief Maker. The one who murdered Bauldr.
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Book One of the Adventure... When young, solitary archaeologist Marina Feroe meets a beautiful young man with an interest in Norse myths, she believes her life has turned for the better. But the last thing she expects, when she sneaks after him into the woods one night, is that he is actually Bauldr, son of Odin—and she has followed him into Asgard. The Norse gods are real. Only—they are not gods. They are long-living, magical, powerful mortals called Aesir. And danger approaches one of them. Bauldr has been having nightmares that his death is imminent. His mother has cast protective spells, but he does not believe they are enough—so he entrusts Marina with a secret: should he die, she must search out five stones that he calls his “tears,” and retrieve his body from Hel, the black-garbed mistress of death, and he will be resurrected. Days later, winter suddenly descends on Earth. Bauldr has been killed. Marina is the only one who knows how to bring him back—but to do so she must travel all through Midgard, with Hel’s wolves on her heels. She has no choice but to bargain help from the only Aesir who will listen: Loki, the Mischief Maker. The one who murdered Bauldr.